Yo this guy tells people they are doomed, but hes gettin locked in a dark room//
because hes rapping like a dog feelin the side effects of a magic mushroom//
your a BITCH, you should take your eyes of the throne, look at your cell phone//
cuz i'm going to pull the skin of your head, leave you lookin like a skull 'n' cross bone//
look at the bottom i'm repping aces of destruction, and you don't have a crew//
i will lyrically murder you, like a verbal halocaust, and your an unlucky Jew//
you lookin like you dropped 3 hits of X, and spinning vanilla ice on the decks//
i could still beat your poor ass rhyme if a was being bent with my muscles flexed//
i might have been beat before, but ive won u now, shit i've seen it all//
every thing apart from seeing you packed in an ambulance, going to hospital//
there'l be 3 hits, me hittin you, you hittin the ground, the ambulance hittin 90//
cuz ive got the power to do un-believable shit like bruce almighty//
when i'm famous you should write to me, so i can write back//
i will pots anthrax in an envelope, or a new disease from iraq//
fuck you you little pussy, resign of RapBattles.com and dont come back//